”“Cecil, do you have Chester’s phone number?” John asked, “I think I’ve heard his name before.”“Yes!” Cecil reached for his phone ag...in.“Can you call him, get him here?” John asked as Cecil nodded and put the phone to his ear.John saw Margaret and John Nation show up. They were looking at all the different colors on the car carrier. John saw his son Johnny and Teresa show up and start talking to the Nations. Samuel and Sheri walked into the bank parking lot, followed closely by a man he did not. I moved my hands to Mom's waste as we slowly swayed to the music.Mom's hands were lightly around my neck as she placed her cheek against my chest. My heart pounded in my chest as her closeness filled my senses. I could smell Mom's perfume and her soft bosom pressing against my chest as she hummed the song.Mom's body moved closer, and I felt my stiff dick I tried so hard to keep concealed pressed against her body. Mom paused for a second, and I knew my secret was out, but instead of pulling away. " You can have them," I snorted. "I always feel top-heavy, my back hurts and I've have been told may times I look like a cow." Who told you that?" she said almost angrily. "That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard!" Well, my brothers mostly," I admitted, then sighed. "But most men just see me as a life support system for a pair of tits. They couldn't care less if I had the intelligence of a rock, but you know how that feels." Not with these," she answered drolly glancing down at her. ”“Childhood friends?”“Yeah.”I gulped. A relationship like they had was something special and I was fully aware that it might be damaged by what was about to come, making me feel bad about my role in it. But there was nothing I could or wanted to do about it. She ‘needed to know’ and I desperately wanted to touch her, to kiss her, to worship her, to make love to her.As soon as he left the bathroom, she got up to clean herself as well.“Tina, you’ve got to take a look at this bathroom. It’s bigger.